When its bad its bad
But when its good its really good.
This last week has been a breath of fresh air, literally, after a soggy start to the year. Monday started OK, then Tuesday dawned clear, and it just got better. Stanage was great but windy and felt hardcore, and then on Thursday came one of those perfect days. Work had been kind and landed in all the right places, i.e on all the days it was raining.
A very strong team randomly found themselves at Froggat and Curbar.
15 years ago I’d climbed up and down to the last move of Opedius but bottled it. And from there looked over at Mint 400 and wondered at the commitment required to crimp down on the tiny edges way up there. Today, with about 4 pads and some free group psyche the pair were easy, dispatched first go.
After lots of stuff we ended up at ‘Benign Lives’ as the sun drifted below the horizon. Six pads as a cushion, but smearing on nothing felt way out there. We all tried, but none of us made it, slithering downwards towards a long drop onto our bouncy castle that hid the jumble of ankle breaking boulders. Johnny Dawes first soloed this (it has no gear) a long while back, no doubt above a 12 inch square of carpet for wiping his feet. Respect is absolutely due!
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